Wednesday is my one-on-one day with my manager, where I have to come up with persuasive evidence that I've been doing my job to the best of my abilities. This week, I have two hours and ten minutes in which to prepare that evidence before the meeting.
I thought I'd sent my latest J/V writing to my work account as an attachment, but it's...not here. That's disconcerting. It didn't get spam-filtered. Wouldn't it be awful if I sent it by accident to a different but still valid company account? It seems unlikely, but I will worry about this now all day. Plus, I can't post anything. Which is probably for the best, because it forces me to focus on work. But where's the fun in that?
You know, my life could be worse. I could have stumbled across evidence of a global criminal organization and been targeted for assassination and been saved only by posing as a heroin addict in a well-publicized bust, thereby losing my well-paying job and being forced to fill salt shakers for friends.
o.O
Good morning.
I thought I'd sent my latest J/V writing to my work account as an attachment, but it's...not here. That's disconcerting. It didn't get spam-filtered. Wouldn't it be awful if I sent it by accident to a different but still valid company account? It seems unlikely, but I will worry about this now all day. Plus, I can't post anything. Which is probably for the best, because it forces me to focus on work. But where's the fun in that?
You know, my life could be worse. I could have stumbled across evidence of a global criminal organization and been targeted for assassination and been saved only by posing as a heroin addict in a well-publicized bust, thereby losing my well-paying job and being forced to fill salt shakers for friends.
o.O
Good morning.
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